I Can'T Have Your Heart.

I Can'T Have Your Heart.
An unusual welcome.


"Did they love each other?" 


"Of course."


"Why then did Mr Fridell marry his mother at the time? Why did Mr Fridell have to sacrifice? Why not Mr Albern Axton? Didn't Aunt May say they loved each other?" 


Darmaya took a heavy breath again.


"Mr Albern knew nothing back then. Because Yuwa hid everything from her."


"Then?"


"At a time when Yuwa once tried to kill himself, Mr. Fridell immediately decided to tell Mr. Albern everything. However, at that time Mr. Albern was doing a job in a place far enough away, and found trouble there so that he could not go home sooner.


"Even they thought if Mr. Albern failed in the mission and was killed there, until Mr. Fridell finally decided to marry Yuwa your mother who was already depressed at that time, out of guilt and loss of Mr. Albern. Until that day he was determined to take Fridell's gun to kill Tiar" explained Darmaya.


"Then Mr Albern?"


"I don't know what the next story will be like. I was with you in the back room, barely going anywhere, until you were five, and we went back to the mansion. Since then, the news of Mr. Albern has not been heard from again. Finally, he went back to look for Yuwa and found nothing but Yuwa's tomb. Even you."


"Then?"


"What I heard was that Mr. Albern was very disappointed at Yuwa's dishonesty towards him, and was depressed over leaving him Yuwa. And somehow, he ended up marrying a woman who came from the Osvaldo Family." 


"Osvaldo?" repeat Keano when feeling familiar with the name.


"Yes, the daughter of master Hamilton Delano, the third generation of the Osvaldo family. The sister of the master Charles Beall,"


"I've heard from Mr. Fridell, about the Osvaldo family. Even they are celebrating their single son's wedding today." 


"really?"


"Yes, son of Mr. Hamilton, Charles Beall. And if indeed between the families have a relationship with each other, why did Mr. Albern not attend the wedding. Even Mr. Albern didn't bring up the slightest mention of marriage in the Osvaldo family." 


"The reason between the two families is being involved in a major conflict, even have long since severed each other's relationship."


"What's happened?"


"Mrs Draniela Sumeri, wife of Mr. Albern was not long-lived, when she was found dead in a vineyard with gunshot wounds one week after giving birth to Ms. Gabriella,"


"Did Ms. Draniela be killed?"


"Right, even today, the death of Draniela is still a mystery. Many of Osvaldo's relatives thought that the death of Draniela had something to do with Mr. Albern, committed by a gangster syndicate from Ireland, known to have been an ally of the Almero family, he is also the enemy of the Osvaldo family. I don't know."


Keano looked carefully. Inevitably if the woman who had been nurturing him, serving the Elfredo family knew enough things. Even Darmaya's age is not too old, at the age of 28, Darmaya already knows a lot about all the mafia family conflicts. And indirectly, Keano also knows all the stories and conflicts. 


And the unexpected thing, his mother once loved a mafia like Albern Axton, one of the most frightening mafia, Albern Axton and its members managed to master the trade of various types of drugs. Even outside its territory, not only that, this mafia is also often the perpetrator of the murder of judges, politicians, and officials. It's not much different from Mr. Fridell. Thought Keano heaved a heavy sigh. He really did not expect such a life. However, the fact is he was raised from a scary mafia family.


"I understand now Aunt May, why Mr. Albern likes my eyes so much."


He knew that if the man was feeling sadness now, he also knew that Keano had been a little depressed, uncomfortable with his life all along. Plus one new fact if Albern Axton was a man who had been close to his mother, even clearly seen if the man wanted it.


"Gabriella, she ...."


"What's wrong? Did you meet young Miss Gabriella there?" darmaya asked smilingly looking at Keano.


"How old is he?"


"Twenty-one years."


"W-what? D-twenty-one years?"


"Hmm, what's wrong?" darmaya asked, smiling again.


"What does Aunt May think? I just can't stop thinking, a kid Gabriella's age is good at punching holes in other people's heads," 


"Yes, don't be surprised. Miss Gabriella grew up with Mr. Albern and her brother young master Jackob Sean. They taught her many things, so that she could be a tough girl, not spoiled, independent, and not dependent on anyone. And Miss Gabriella is not taught to be a girl behaving gracefully, gently, like a girl in general who can cook, make up, and shop in the mall. Since the age of 10, he has been taught to hold weapons, daggers, and grenades. And you must know, what the gangsters do. Including killing, it's not hard for Miss Gabriella."


Why would I not have the heart if that girl was with Daniel's brother.


"Ahh, my head is dizzy. I need Aunt May's rest" Keano lamented, rubbing her rough face.


"Do you need some warm tea?" 


"No Aunt May, I just need a break" Keano replied. "I'm going to the young master's room for a bit" he stepped away, heading for the room where Lucas was being cared for.


"You must be uncomfortable with your current state" said Darmaya, still staring at Keano's back until the shadow disappeared from behind the room.


It is located at the AIRPORT LOUIS ARMSTRONG.


The Porsche 718 cyman was parked in an airport parking lot, even an hour ago, the car there, with the owner still sitting relaxed, leaning his body in the car seat.


"Target is already visible" said someone who had been sitting next to him with a sharp gaze, observing the movements of someone who had been targeted a few hours ago.


"God job, Frankie. Time hunting. Give me the sweet one," replied the rider who immediately took the desert eagle to slip behind his back, turned on the car and immediately stepped on the gas pedal inside, in an instant, the car drove towards the target. "Because of you, my male wolf, Come to me baby," continued the rider grinning, looking happy because it was approaching the target.


The sound of a car tire clashing with asphalt was heard to scream the ears, when the Porsche car stopped suddenly right in front of the target who immediately stopped his footsteps.


And for a second, there was a grunge-looking girl, with high boots on her feet complete with make-up smoke ayes, and brugandy lipstick adorning her lips out of the car, grinned and immediately held the gun still tucked behind his back.


"Welcome my love, I miss you," said the girl who immediately pointed a weapon at the target.


"You ...."


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